What a wild opening! As soon as it turned 5pm, the lights went out on the block. Little did we know, there were multiple tornado warnings going on. Wind came and we had lots of rain. But people came out anyway, and peered at black and white prints by the light of some donated bike lights. The electricity was out for over an hour. Which kind of gae me an idea for a primitive cave show. Keep it dark and give people flashlights--cave paintings on the wall, etc.
Here's Peter hanging out on the Avenue talking with some of the visitors to the show, before the rain and wind.
Peter checking out The Titan from the Little Free Library book selection.
Photo 23 in Negatives of the 1970s by Peter Monroe through Oct 6 2012
23) Paul Waldinger (image # 23)
This is how older (actually, he is younger than I am now) men used to dress weekends - plaid pants and a nice shirt.
He was my Mother's Second Husband's brother visiting Long Island. He job was in the building trades and my mother's second husband (see Richard A. Waldinger image #5) said he was not smart and the only reason he had money was he was tough and involved with The Mafia. This was the first time I met him. He wanted to buy cigars, didn't know where the local candy store was, so my job was to accompany him there. When I got into his Cadillac he opened his glovebox and displayed his snub-nosed .38 revolver, saying, "and they say jews have no balls - well...take a look at this!" So I guess My Mother's Second Husband was right (about him being a tough guy).
Searingtown, Long Island; 1974